But fortunately, the two ancient treasures were already in the bag, so Lu Yuan was not in such a hurry.

After all, when I pushed the ancient door in my mind, I didn't know whether it was evil or lucky.

With many questions, Lu Yuan felt that his eyelids had become heavy again.

He yawned and fell into a deep sleep. ……

Changning.

The once prosperous capital, the center of world civilization, is now in ruins.

The streets were littered with the corpses of soldiers and civilians, and rivers of blood flowed down.

Shi Xue'an's soldiers were cleaning up the battlefield and digging up the belongings of the dead corpses from time to time.

Wild dogs compete with each other to eat carcasses, and crows sometimes fly in the air, sometimes gather on the ground to peck at the leftovers of wild dogs.

In the distance, the blood-red remnant sun seemed to engulf everything.

A team of soldiers shoved and shoved a ragged prisoner in front of Shi Xue'an.

Shi Xue'an stopped what he was doing and looked back at the man carefully.

This is a weathered, middle-aged man.

He had no hair, but his eyebrows and beard stood as straight as silver needles. His face was bloodstained, but his eyes were blazing, as if they were about to shine out of them.

When Shi Xue'an saw him, he smiled and said, "Master, it's polite!"

The Master looked at him, closed his eyes, and ignored him.

"You're the one who unleashed the Compassion Technique and helped Yu Jun heal?"

"Exactly." The man said coldly.

"Dare to ask Ci?"

"Poor Master Jinghai, I have already heard of General Shi's name."

Master Jokai deliberately said the word "daimyo" very emphatically.

Shi Xue'an smiled, "The daimyo doesn't dare to be. Hahahaha! Pull it down!"

The sergeants brought Jinghai to Changning Square.

It has been cleaned up. But the blood on the ground could still be seen.

The side was already surrounded by ordinary people who had no time to escape.

They were escorted by a group of heavily armored soldiers, all of whom looked sad and desperate.

Seeing the arrival of the Pure Sea, the people involuntarily let out a low cry and slowly took a few steps back.

Jokai was stripped of his shirt by the soldiers and tied tightly to a blood-soaked stake in the center of the square.

Shi Xue'an stood on the high platform of the square with a long sword in his hand, and shouted loudly to the people:

"Fathers and fellow villagers! You should have heard about the influence of a healing teacher on a team. This Pure Sea Ci Master helped the soldiers of the faint monarch to treat, causing heavy losses to our rebel army. Do you think you should kill it?!"

There was silence below.

Jinghai smiled slightly: "Traitor, if you want to do it, hurry up!"

Shi Xue'an glanced at him: "Folks. I, Shi, know that you have been deceived by the faint monarch all along. The faint monarch indulged in beauty, ignored the government and politics, and gave the great rivers and mountains to the eldest female ministers Li Fu and Yan Guozhong. Think for yourselves all these years, will you be able to live that day?"

His passionate speech only won the eyes of everyone.

Shi Xue'an smiled awkwardly and continued, "So if you hide or treat the injured Yu Jun, this Master Cishi is an example."

After speaking, his face changed, and he shouted in a low voice:

"Execution!"

A group of executioners approached with short knives and thin hooks.

What they want to do is Ling Chi's punishment!

Jinghai was fearless in the face of the torture instrument that flashed with cold light. He looked up at the sunset in the distance, and couldn't help but recall the demon master named Lu Yuan he met back then.

In this way, the poor teacher can be regarded as washing away his sins. Ami Tzu Light.

Jinghai recited the trumpet of mercy and slowly closed his eyes.

After the execution of Jinghai, Shi Xue'an immediately ordered the army to repair quickly. Tomorrow morning, pursue Yu Minghuang and others who fled west.